Like this:

Entangled in dreams and traumas
Is my heart betrayed
By actions driven
From deep inside
The darkness
Unplumbed
So
Finally do I
Enter the dark
Holding the light
Of my broken heart
To heal the injuries
And discover the truth of dreams

Like this:

These moments of some small artistry
Grasped upon and toyed with oh so playfully
A passing thought
Become a pleasing naught
For there is no deeper meaning here
Just some pretty colours challenging the black
Amid the balanced forms I’ve caught